Belle

| Katseye Barista | NSFW Blog/MDNI/18+ Taking a break!

[bellethedawg]

Belle | 18 | Genderfluid | she/they/him

𝕸𝖆𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖑𝖎𝖘𝖙 ☕︎ ᝰ.ᐟ

Welcome to my cafe. I'm usually reworking my drinks to make sure they taste just right. Take a seat, enjoy my bitter espresso or my sugary creations. Enjoy my cafe, baby.

My inbox is open to requests, questions, or if you'd like to just talk to your barista.

[bellethedawg]

I hope ICE slips on every patch of ice when they walk and eat shit.

[bellethedawg]

Belle’s brief life update rq..

My brain has been so dead lately, work has been draining my soul more lately. Beyond the usual work stress I had to put my sweet old girl down a month ago, I haven’t been able to write since.

I’m also having a hard time coping with ICE, living in minnesota ON TOP OF having to act like all these powerful people have been doing…yk… and i’m expected to jst move on and watch the Olympics?

Anyways I hope everyone is staying safe and taking care of themselves at times like these!!

[bellethedawg]

Guys my brain is so dead rn..

Would we fw a WWE fem!r x Katseye member?? writing block is a curse istg.

[lafortezasboy-deactivated202604]

okay guys reality js hit me at 5:30 AM. no…! i haven’t slept yet—but that’s not the case guys! we all are aware that i live in MN, right? yeah, the weather is severe. i’ve never seen the weather get this insanely bad in all of my years living in this state. it is down to the negative 30’s (in Fahrenheit) and the south will be having their fair share of weather as well. dude we’re cooked as fuck! power will be out for days on end, meaning heaters will be running on nothing. it’s like the frickin’ ice age dude. i tried to joke silly about it, but it’s too serious to take unserious. it is people’s lives at risk.

not to mention the ICE thing that’s STILL going on!!! they detained a five year old. a fucking. kid. A FIVE YEAR OLD. i am not LOUD ENOUGH ABOUT THIS. A FUCKING FIVE YEAR WITH A SPIDERMAN BACKPACK AND A BLUE BUNNY HAT. HES IN A TEXAS DETENTION CENTER AND PROBABLY. PROBABLY. WITH HIS FATHER. I AM NOT FUCKING LOUD ENOUGH ABOUT THIS. KIDS BEING FUCKING DETAINED. THIS ISNT ABOUT FUCKING CITIZENSHIP ANYMORE. IT IS RACIAL PROFILING US CITIZENS. meanwhile the fucking president has nothing to say but say that ICE isn’t “doing enough”. choking out a teenager, grabbing one from their car going to school, stopping CHILDREN from going to school, and DETAINING A MAN FROM HIS HOUSE BARELY CLOTHED IN NEGATIVE FUCKING DEGREE WEATHER IS FUCKING ENOUGH.

IT IS EXACTLY WHAT ICE WANTS. ICE WANTS US TO BE TERRIFIED AND I AM. FOR ALL I KNOW, THAT COULDVE BEEN MY UNCLE OR MY MOM. IT COULDVE BEEN SOMEONE I FUCKING KNEW. THEY ARE GOING AROUND NEIGHBORHOODS AND ASKING, “where do the asians live” MEANWHILE HALF THE FUCKING POPULATION IF FILLED WITH ASIANS, REFUGEES, AND ASAIN AMERICANS.

i am not loud enough about this. i can’t keep ignoring this. i have a platform for a fucking reason. use yours—say SOMETHING SUBTLE SO I KNOW YOURE ON A FUCKING SIDE. it’s fucking terrifying to talk about, but everyday someone fears their fucking life in my city and around the states. i cannot keep silent about this, even if it is something that is putting myself in danger. in anyway will i talk about this damned fucking topic.

23/01/26, minnesota is doing an economic shutdown. stores have closed, restaurants have closed, students aren’t going to school, people aren’t going to work. it is the silent protest frey and waltz has asked for. many are marching down downtown minneapolis, and all i can say is for all of them to be safe. you all be safe as well.

[bellethedawg]

MY STICKERS FROM AJ

Yuhhhh these stickers are sooo cute!!! If you want some like these go to @marzinisbaby acc and get some!!

[manonsmartini]

hi. it’s jav. your bartender.

i stepped away from this space back in november. some of you noticed, some of you didn’t, and that’s fine. what was happening here—both publicly and privately—became overwhelming. it wasn’t just about writing anymore. it felt like i was constantly giving, and even that wasn’t enough. the chaos didn’t stay on the dash; it followed me behind the bar, into my private messages, into relationships i thought were safe. eventually, i hit a point where i had to leave for my own sanity.

so i did. i grounded myself again. i remembered who i was outside of this account. i didn’t disappear to “heal quietly” or become productive overnight—i lived. i went out, i met new people, i let myself have fun, i met a girl that i really like, and slowly, i stopped thinking about this place altogether. my life is genuinely better now, and i’m in a good place. i wasn’t planning on saying anything.

but recent events in eyekonblr were brought to my attention, and i realized that staying silent about why i decided not to return doesn’t sit right with me anymore.

while i was here, i was involved with someone i met through this community—a fellow writer. i won’t get into details of the relationship itself, but i will say this plainly: i was lied to, manipulated, and taken advantage of. i trusted someone who curated an entire false identity. i was told she was an adult. she wasn’t. she told people she was 21. she was actually 16.

i found out after she abruptly disappeared from my life—after telling me she was dying—and after i came across her actual partner’s account. they had been together for years.

i need to be very clear about this part, had i known her real age, nothing between us would have happened. the things i shared, the intimacy, the trust—that consent was built on a lie. learning that it was with a minor was horrifying. it took a long time to even process, let alone accept, that this happened to me.

i’m sharing this not to start drama, not for sympathy, and not to be part of whatever discourse is happening right now. i’m sharing it as a warning.

we set boundaries here for a reason. mdni means something for a reason. but the reality is that people can lie easily online. they can manipulate, curate personas, and cross lines without regard for the harm they cause. and sometimes, you don’t realize it until you’re already hurt.

this experience solidified my decision to leave this platform for good. i won’t be writing here, and i won’t be reading fics anymore. it also changed how i feel about katseye as a whole, which sucks, but it is what it is.

do what you will with this information. just please take it seriously. protect yourselves. protect each other. and don’t assume that someone respecting your boundaries publicly means they’re doing the same privately.

that’s all.

[bellethedawg]

Thank you Jav.

If i’m being completely honest I woke up this morning and saw this post, i’m proud and happy to see you speak up about something so important. I know i’m not the most active writer but I’m in this community and feel it’s okay to speak up as well.

First and foremost I am so happy for you, Jav. I understand the negative headspace this app can bring and doing anything you need to feel better is the most important thing!! I hope you continue on your wonderful journey. Always sending you my kisses💋💋

Secondly, Tumblr also brought a horrible relationship into my life as well. I’ve seen more activity from her but i don’t believe she’s a writer. This person saw me, used my friends to get close to me, and when they had me, i was just used for entertainment and stripped away the friends I’ve made on this app, destroying those relationships too. Without getting into too into detail, the way I see it was, I was sought out and used, my brain was scattered and I wasn’t thinking right.

I am saying all this because It has truly impacted the way I’ve connected to spoke to everybody on this app (for better or for worse). I don’t post as often and keep my circle small (thank you @marzinisbaby !!)

I hope this just spreads more awareness about the online safety on this app and within this community. They’re people behind these screens and not everybody has the best intentions, but you weed them out and stay safe my loves!

[bellethedawg]

Buy someone you appreciate flowers, small gestures is a wonderful love language :)

[bellethedawg]

Obsession

Summary - You felt insecure, not good enough to be Manon's girlfriend, and these thoughts had eaten away at you for so long. Manon invited you to the Kat's house to talk about what was troubling you. You ran into Lara first, who instisted a fashion show that led to an outfit Manon could not keep her hands off of.

Warnings! - G!P Manon, Fem!R, Hurt/Comfort, Insecurities, Titjob

W/C - 2,200+

A/N - This sat in my drafts for too long, I'm sorry if the end is a bit rushed :/

Manon was an amazing girlfriend, always sweet, spoils you, and gives you compliments 24/7. She would compliment your features, always telling you how beautiful she found you. You always caught Manon staring at you, eyes dragging along your body.

“You’re breathtaking, baby” Manon would always say with a smile. She would grab you by the hips, pulling you closer and feeling up your sides.

Manon loved you, so she kept something to herself, she didn’t want to scare you away. The truth was, she was a pervert. She loved your body, of course, she loved you but your body did things to her she couldn’t explain.

Your body became her new daydream. Your tits were beautiful, they were big and sat perfectly on your slim but chubby body. Your thighs were thick, matching the size of your ass. She had fantasies miles long about you, about what she wanted to do to your body.

You were Manon’s sweet girlfriend, always wearing something cute but conservative with an innocent smile on your face. Your past relationships weren’t the best, making you feel insecure, and you didn’t have much experience dating someone like Manon.

Manon made you feel good about yourself, always putting you first, making you feel like nothing else mattered while she was with you. You wanted to give her the world in return.

Although some days the insecurity took over, leaving you feeling not good enough, ugly, and like Manon could leave you at any second for someone better. Those days, you just wanted to lay in bed with a heavy heart, in silence with your thoughts consuming you. Ignoring the notifications, making your mattress buzz. Every couple of minutes, there was another buzz, then it was every couple of seconds.

Your phone started ringing, your ringtone blasting throughout your room, only letting it ring a couple of times before picking it up. It was Manon, your phone lit up of a picture of you and Manon cuddling.

“Hey babe” you quietly say while putting your phone on speaker, Manon quickly responded.

“Hey, you alright? I haven’t heard from you all day.” Her worried tone echoing through your room, your quiet sniffle being heard on the other line made Manon’s heart race a little faster. “Are you crying, baby?” she asks another question.

“I’m fine, Manon” you state, trying to keep your voice steady. “I think I’m just having a bad day.”

“Babe, is there anything I can do to help? Do you want to talk about it? You know I’m in LA, right?” Manon starts rambling, wanting to make her girlfriend feel better. It truly worried Manon to hear you with so much pain in your voice.

“Can I come over?” You ask softly.

“Please, come over. I’ll get your favorite snacks, we can cuddle and watch a movie, we can talk or not talk, just whatever you need.” Manon starts going on, and you can hear the shuffling and doors opening in the background. “Dani, we need to run to the store.” You couldn’t hear a response from Daniela just a door closing, “Just let yourself in, okay baby?” She asked softly.

“Yeah” You could already feel the weight lifting from your chest, craving the comfort that your girlfriend is offering.

After hanging up the phone, you threw on a baggy sweatshirt and sweats even though the heat was horrible. Wearing anything else would feel worse than the heat you thought. The drive to her house wasn’t horrible, blasting your AC helped with the hot sun.

When you got to the door, it was unlocked, waiting for you. Always making sure to lock it behind you, your girlfriend was a celebrity who lived with other celebrities. You start walking towards Manon’s new single room, something everyone, especially you and Manon, appreciated. Lara was on the couch and greeted you.

“Hey Y/N” she said, happy to see you again, but when you turned to look at her, her smile faded. “You okay? Come, sit.” She patted beside her on the couch.

“Tell me your troubles, and I know when people are lying” Lara looked at you with comforting eyes, ready to hear whatever you tell her. She was always the best at giving advice, so you gave it a shot.

“I just feel.. so bad about myself sometimes” You say weakly, finally opening up to someone. “Some days I just feel so insecure and unworthy… I just get stuck in my head and don’t know what to do, that’s why Manon invited me over.” Opening up to Lara felt a lot less scary than you’d thought it’d be.

Lara took a deep breath and grabbed your hands “Y/N, I know what it’s like. I know what it’s like to feel… bad about yourself.” Looking back up at her with a confused look on your face. “I know I act so confident but honestly, some days I need to focus on myself or I get the exact same way.” Leaning in and reaching around to hug Lara, she rubs your back and squeezes you a little.

“You know what makes me feel better sometimes?” Lara asks pulling away with a big grin. You look back at her and cock your head to the side. “A fashion show!” She gleams with excitement standing up and reaching her hand out for you to grab.

The next second, you’re awkwardly standing in Lara’s room while she’s throwing clothes at you. “You can change in the bathroom and then show me” she says while throwing another shirt at you.

You dropped the pile of clothes on the bathroom counter, sorting through what you were going to wear first. Tight tops and short skirts, half the clothes looked like they’d never go anywhere near your closet. Picking out a cute tank top and skirt that matched, the top of the tank was lacy, and the set was dark pink.

Putting the outfit on felt weird, there was much more skin showing than covered. You still felt insecure, making you a bit uncomfortable but when you entered Lara’s room, she cheered for you. She gave you so many cringy compliments that you just smiled.

“You think Manon would like this outfit?” you ask nervously, your hands moving down to straighten the skirt.

“I think Manon talks about how beautiful you are all the time,” Lara says and rolls her eyes, remembering how Manon would talk her ear off about you.

“Huh?” You turn to look and her.

“Nothing, just go change” Lara told you.

Picking out the next outfit, you chose a tube top and jean shorts, which was actually pretty cute. The tube top had a cute butterfly, but your ass hung out of the shorts. You got an even bigger reaction from Lara in this outfit, she was becoming your biggest hype woman. Saying how you look amazing, letting it slip that Manon stares at your pictures during rehearsals.

The third outfit made you feel more confident. You picked a black bra with a mesh see-through top and a black skirt that went down to your mid-thigh. Twirling into Lara’s room this time, she let out a loud ‘Ooooooo’ as you made your way in.

“I feel good, thank you Lara.” You smile at her, looking into her mirror back at yourself. Finally feeling better about yourself after the long day you had, the door swings open, and it’s Manon.

She paused before fully walking in, eyes glued to you. “What… are you guys doing?” she asks, eyeing you up and down.

“I wasn’t feeling good, so I told Lara and we put on a fashion show.” You spun around to show Manon the outfit, and she grabbed your hand to drag you out of the room.

“Thanks Larz!” Manon shouts as she drags you all the way to her room without another noise despite your questions.

She dragged you in, locked the door, sat you on her bed, then got on her knees in between your legs to look up at you. “Tell me your troubles, my love” she asks softly, her hands softly rubbing your thighs.

“I just-“ admitting your feelings to Manon felt a lot scarier than it did to Lara. “I just felt so insecure and sensitive today.” You start to look away from her, “like I wasn’t feeling pretty and I just feel like-“ a lump in your throat starts to form, stopping your words.

“Baby, you can tell me anything, I promise.” She reassures you.

“I’m just scared that I’m going to lose you because there are so many people out there and I know I’m not the prettiest.” You start to rant with tears now rolling down your cheeks. Manon cuts you off and pulls you in for a hug, immediately comforting you.

“Baby, I love you, there’s nothing I want that you can’t give me, you’re literally perfect and my everything, please believe me.” Manon mumbles into your chest, your arms wrap around her, pulling her in closer while calming down.

You both stayed there for a moment, enjoying each others embrace, pulling away you spoke first.

“I only told Lara I was feeling insecure about my body today” you confess.

Manon looked at you confused. “You mean this body?” she asks while grabbing at your sides, “excuse my bluntness, but I love your body.”

“I- What?” You stutter, you can feel the blush creeping up on you, your cheeks heating up, and your lips curling into a smile.

“Your body is absolutely gorgeous, I think about it all the time” Manon whispers the last part. She’s staring at your body, eyes glancing from your face down to your legs.

You feel yourself heat up under Manon’s glare. “What- do you mean that?” you ask, a little shocked.

Manon’s hands gripped your thighs and looked up at you, her eyes were soft with vulnerability.

“I think about your body all the time, I can help myself” She quietly confessed.

Hearing her say that made your heart shoot with confidence, a smile appearing on your face

“Really?” You practically whisper

“Really” She responds, nodding her head and moving down to start kissing your thighs.

“Manon” You moan, your hands going to her head.

“Is this okay?” she asks in between kisses.

“Please” It’s barely audible but Manon hears you, her hands moving up and down your sides while she’s kissing your legs.

“Lay on the bed” She demands.

You immediately move to lay in the middle of the bed and look up at her, she’s staring at you as she takes off her shirt, throwing it across the room before moving and landing on top of you. Her hands are roaming you again.

“Manon” You moan into her mouth again, she moves her head back to look at you. “Please” you whisper.

“Let me enjoy you” she demands before kissing you again “is that okay?” she asks hesitantly, still thinking about how hurt you sounded this morning.

“Yeah” You nod, looking back at her hungry gaze, letting her do whatever she wants with you. Her mouth goes to your neck, attacking it with hickeys and bite marks, her hands still running across your body. “Can I try something?” she mumbles into your skin.

“Yes” You breathe out, heat pooling between your legs. You and Manon had sex before but, something felt different this time. Manon moved off you, removing her pants and boxers before straddling you again. Her thick, heavy cock lying hard against your stomach as she leans down to start kissing your boobs through the mesh. She slowly started palming the sides of your breasts with her hands.

Manon moved away, dragging her hips further up your body, cock lying against the mesh on your chest. Jerking off a little, she slides herself under the mesh and in between your breasts, moving her hands to the side of your boobs. "Is this okay?" she lets out a sigh like she's been holding her breath.

"Yeah" You breathe out, watching her from below as she starts moving her hips.

Manon starts slow, dragging her cock between your tight breasts, the fabric of your bra and the mesh, adding more friction. Her hands were squeezing hard, making your whine into her. You looked beautiful underneth Manon, making it impossible for her to look away from you.

Manon could already feel the heat pool in her stomach, making her cock twitch and rut her hips harder into your chest. "Fuck-- I'm close" She mutters. You see her mouth open, letting some drool spill out. She's completely in the clouds.

"Come on me baby," You whine, moving your hands to your boobs, squeezing them around Manon's cock. Manon whined as she came on you, hot cum shooting out and making a sticky mess within the mesh. She slows down her hips, her breathing still heavy when she pulls her cock out with a wince. Immediately cuddling next to you, ignoring the cum on your chest and nuzzling into your neck.

"Baby, i've got to clean up" You laugh, giving Manon a light shove.

"I've got a better idea" She smirks, removing your shirt fully.

[bellethedawg]

HI DUDE! i think ur hella funny wanna be moots?

HIII!!! i’m so down

NEW FRIENDSSSSS

[astr1disr0tting]

tag game time !! What's an emoji combo that fits your blogs theme ??

Here's mine !!

🧬🏩

Tags

@mckenzie-t-canis-lupus @ra1ning-candies @dollthefreakymaster @qrtzwvr @agepoyolo @suiciblog @digitaldollipop @pumpkizz-y @lun4-4ft0n @wristcvttrr and whoever else !!

[pumpkizz-y]

Uhhhhhhh probs 🌈🐟 I dunno- cuz my dividers all have a rainbow in em and both my banner and pfp are of sea creatures..

notice how I always edit my posts a bajillion times, adding in 🧑‍🎨 cuz ocs

@shoebill-offical @rotting-lilac @spookyscqr @potatomaster39 @s0l4rst4rz @katcxts @pokimeowz /nf +anyone else who wants to join!!

[spookyscqr]

Uhmm . .

🐰🎀

@highclasshomosexual @whitten-likes-guillotines @weepingdollyy @lordeforeverblog @girlsnap

[lordeforeverblog]

Looks cute ig

🌲🦝

@weepingdollyy @nat-the-resident-loser @gnabnahcgi @unknownjiraientity +more

[weepingdollyy-deactivated202602]

💞🏩💉 !!! ><

Open tags !

[lovelycutiemoekochan]

ummmm probably

🩷🪽💫

or something cute like that!!! ໒꒰ྀི๑ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ๑꒱ྀིა

Tags!!:

@clovergatari @anqxlicc @yaoiloverkaworusimp @ch3rryambr0s1a @kurtlyturtle @ekk0-x3 @wishgreenfish /nf +open tags!!! ˃͈◡˂͈

[clovergatari]

🍀🎀🧁

methinks c:

@shionsymptom @agepoyolo @ikedaism @stationaryroses @widowedpinkie @lolitaily @ratcatsstuff

[ratcatsstuff]

hmm maybe

🐾🦌💫🪐

my blog isn’t decorated much lol it’s still new

tags! apologies if u don’t want to be tagged ><

@lungchomper @who-is-she-a-misty-memory @w0rst-to-ever-do-it @tofu-boy-i-promise @w0rst-to-ever-do-it @deadgirlzxxx @dani-seys-so @yaoi-and-diet-coke @imgonnacryalltheusersaretaken @annabellenotfound @achilles-needs-help +other mutuals and anyone who wants to join!

[dani-seys-so]

OOOOO!!!! Okie!!

🍰💖

this one is pretty obvious but yk😁😁

@w0rst-to-ever-do-it @an-insane-femboy69 @kaihasmoreswagthanyou3 @needybloggeroverloadd @achilles-needs-help @andastra-en-route @coryzrottencorpze @candysizzlingje11yfish @deadgirlzxxx @jasper-the-alien @puppy-exe-loading @shanky2panky @sassy---princesss--s @tofu-boy-i-promise @the-grassy-hill @uranium-loves @yaoi-and-diet-coke @praisemrrodriguez +whoever else i forgor

[shanky2panky]

😼🔫

@96princess @bandaged-gauze

@blad3bunni3 @bldy-kisses

@gyubvlin @cashnburn

[gyubvlin]

🎉🎡

@imbaebi @neoculturereads

[baebispeaks]

🤍🩵✨ for this theme and 💜🗡️📱 for my main blog theme :))

ty for the tag Laila!!

Open tag + @irumichandaesuu @pants-for-free123 @onlyonehee

[pants-for-free123-deactivated20]

🩵 blue 🐰bunnies ( newjeans )

And ☀️🩵 for my side blog

Tags : @irumichandaesuu @onlyonehee @candoiella @shinette

[irumichandaesuu-deactivated2026]

🫶🏻🐻🍡 CAUSE YES.

@onlyonehee @snepy @jenlunes @baebispeaks @vowsofwon @eternal-stay @startforstay @strwbrryzhra @ryuwifes @yuuuraaa @iveurei @shinette @llitssn @arieworld @goofyglubsgoober @melfresita-ruri2 @with-noa @gay-panic-at-all-times @atetheluck @missp0ssessivee @ryuwifes @swaggotpremium @artyling @baebispeaks @ch3rryishmyl0ve @caffeinated--trauma-ferret @4vealnu @ninilore @sasgaycumfilledcondom @jejiny @bamgyuuuuuu-2001 @llitssn @arievette

[gay-panic-at-all-times]

Thank yewww for the tagggg bb and uhhh my blog isnt that decorated but ig 🌀🪬👘♾️ or smth like thattt

Npt! @ajkbabybatboy @imaxdead @lesbianfxckinganthem @silverwomenlover @yoonchaesno1 @artistwitchgirl

[lesbianfxckinganthem]

Thanks for the tag noah <3

Probably something like 🩸🖤💔🌹 at least that's what i had in mind when i did it

npt: @tehesamueltehe @miagamegirl @angelwings-fly @mishamoz @feverishins @machinegirlx

[miagamegirl]

thank you for the tag leon 😁

🖤💋📀👻 smt like this i think fits

npt: @artistwitchgirl @av4nzini @riris-heart @kaidowashere

[kaidowashere]

THANKS FOR THE TAG JEJE!

🎸🎞️🎬prolly these ngl

@jorlandoforever @gnarly-raxxoon @fueledbyriot @sodanonphiz

[manonz-manz]

THANKS FOR THE TAG

Probably...😛🛡💥

@megz-chrry @x-endureandsurvive-x @pussydestroyer2400

[souluskisses]

Uhhhhhh probablyyyyy

🍄💋❤️‍🔥..? Idk man.

Also thanks for the tag bb!

No pressure to the ppl i tag!

@bellethedawg @doe-eyed-abyss @actuallyeyekonic

[bellethedawg]

Wow i felt so much pressure to respond..lmfao

uhm yeah this💋🐶🔥☕️

My two friends have been tagged… SO OPEN INVITE

[souluskisses]

New art❓ I liked the stickers you did wud get them if u shipped out‼️

I believe cowboy has some honestly its hard to keep track, as for me tho not really!

I have some newer things i did as gifts and commissions but i cant share them! (Godzilla and game related things)

As for the stickers,,, i have a website actually and i do ship out currently only to Uk & United states tho! At the moment it is just the shark stickers on there but i hope to add more maybe prints n stuff too!!

There is 15 designs total and at the moment 2 deals as shown bellow. But if your smart about it u could get all 15 for £10 off and one free (deal 1 x 2 + Deal 3)

Rn theres a delay on printing till jan because obviously places are closed but! Feel free to make orders they will be started immediately 😁

[bellethedawg]

YUHHHHH GO GET THEM STICKERS!!! IM WAITING FOR MINE TO ARIVEEEE!!!

[bellethedawg]

Found Malcom Todd recently, only white boy music i will listen to.

[bipolarlilho]

I miss manonsmartini…

[daniziniela]

BARK LIKE YOU WANT IT

Megan thinks you're her mate because of how great of an owner you've been to her.

megan skiendiel x female reader

tags: hybrid megan, g!p loser megan, reader is megan's owner

warnings: smut, pet play, breeding kink, p in v, riding, dirty talk, first time, cuss words, megan is also referred to as "puppy"

a/n: this is inspired by a superbat oneshot i found on ao3. also can you tell I've been trying to improve my smut writing...

“So… you’re telling me,” you said carefully because saying it wrong might make everything blow up, your arms folding over your chest, “that you think I’m your mate?”

Megan nodded right away, fast and eager, like this was the most obvious thing in the world to her. Her cheeks were bright pink as she stayed kneeling on the floor in front of you. Her ears were perked straight up, and her tail was wagging hard behind her, clearly showing how excited she was.

You, on the other hand, stayed seated on the edge of the bed, completely stunned. You couldn’t believe how bold she was being, and you definitely never expected this from her.

She had been a stray you took in two years ago, someone you gave shelter to, someone you helped feel safe and at home, and now she was suddenly saying you were her… fated mate?

“Yes,” she said confidently, then paused and quickly added, “I mean- not just because of that.” She moved closer, gently resting her chin on your knee, her eyes bright and full of hope.

“You’re the one who took care of me,” she continued, smiling widely, “and… I really like you.”

Your mouth opened slightly, then closed it. It was honestly kind of absurd how she thought animal instincts worked the same way for humans too, especially since the word “mating” didn’t really mean the same thing at all.

“You do know what you’re saying, right?” you asked, narrowing your eyes at her. You stayed still, watching as she thought about it, clearly confused about why there would be anything wrong with what she said.

Megan tilted her head, ears still perked, looking even more focused now.

“Yeah. Why?”

You rubbed your face with your hand and let out a breath that almost sounded like a laugh. “It’s just that….Megan, normal people don’t usually say stuff like that and expect it to end well.”

She frowned immediately, clearly offended by that idea. “But you’re not normal people,” she argued stubbornly. “You’re my person.”

That made your heart skip in a way you didn’t like. Still, you couldn’t ignore what she was really implying. You knew enough to understand that, for animals, mating meant getting the female pregnant, and that was basically what she was saying to you.

“But why me?” you asked, genuinely confused. “There are plenty of other hybrids like you who could, um…” you cleared your throat quietly, meeting her eyes, “be your mate instead.”

Megan’s heart dropped at what you said, and her fingers started picking nervously at the hem of the shirt she was wearing. Your shirt, that is. You had tried more than once to buy her clothes of her own, but she never wanted them unless they belonged to you first, just so she could smell your scent and feel safe and calm.

(Little did you know, she had been using your shirts in private, touching herself and jerking off just by thinking about you.)

“I don’t care about them,” she said quickly, her voice shaky as she lowered her head and stared at the floor, already expecting you to scold her for saying something so foolish. “I only want you…”

You hesitated, stuck in your own thoughts. If this whole “mating” thing actually happened the way she believed it would, that would mean you might end up carrying her puppies that would be hybrids like her.

At least, you thought that was how it would work. You honestly had no idea what would happen when a human and someone who could shift between animal and human got involved like that.

And yet, you couldn’t fully deny how you felt either. Megan had always been sweet and loyal, your devoted puppy. You tried to think rationally. You really did.

You told yourself this was ridiculous, that you couldn’t seriously be thinking about something this messy and complicated.

But ignoring biology and labels didn’t help much, because the word “mate” kept repeating in your head, and to your frustration, it stirred something unwanted in your body. You didn’t even understand how any of it would work, and the possible outcomes you couldn’t explain made your thoughts spin.

And right now, Megan was right there in your space like she always was, acting as if she naturally belonged there. Her chin was still resting on your knee, her big brown eyes bright and focused entirely on you.

In her dog form, she was exactly the same. Always waiting by the door when you came home, tail hitting the floor the second she heard your keys. Always pressing herself against your leg, like she needed to be sure you were really there.

In her human form, that devotion never went away. It just looked different. She wrapped her arms around you from behind while you cooked meat for her, because meat was good for dogs. She rested her cheek on your shoulder when she got tired. She fell asleep half on top of you because she liked the sound of your heartbeat.

She was clingy in an absolutely helpless way that made it hard to ever stay annoyed with her for long. And that was exactly the problem.

You’d catch yourself paying attention to how warm she felt whenever she hugged you, how naturally she fit against your body like it was something she was meant to do. You noticed how her eyes followed you around the room without her even being aware of it, and how she smiled at you like you were the center of her entire existence.

And then your thoughts would slowly drift somewhere they absolutely shouldn’t go.

You’d imagine her looking at you the same way, but this time fully understanding what it meant. You’d think about her large, human hands and how easily they wrapped around your waist. About how, when you messed around with her and got that overwhelming urge to smother her with affection, you ended up touching her too much and kissing her face over and over.

She’d turn into a flustered mess every time, and somehow your eyes would drop to the noticeable bulge in her sweatpants. The ones you let her borrow.

Every single time, you forced yourself to stop thinking like that.

“Stop,” you’d scold yourself. “She’s just Megan.”

Just a big, loyal puppy who trusted you completely.

A soft, pitiful sound pulled you out of your thoughts. Did she really just whimper like a sad dog while still in human form? Megan pushed her lower lip out into a miserable pout, resting her chin on your knee again and lowering her head toward the floor. It was just pitiful enough to make you second-guess saying no.

And her ears, edged with soft pink fur, were drooping badly. It made you feel like some cruel villain who had taken away her favorite toy.

Her tail, which had been wagging excitedly earlier, had gone still and lowered as well. Megan had already decided that your silence and hesitation meant you didn’t want her as your “mate.”

To her, that explanation made sense.

‘Does Y/N think I’m not good enough?’ she wondered. In her eyes, you were practically a goddess. She was just grateful to belong to you at all, proud to wear your name on her collar whenever she was in her dog form, clearly labeled as Y/N’s property.

“It’s okay, I… I don’t wanna make you do anything you don’t want,” she muttered softly, sounding so small and helpless that it made you pause. Her shoulders slumped, like she was giving up, accepting whatever you decided. The last thing she wanted was to make you uncomfortable or feel like she was forcing you.

Megan blinked slowly, her lashes wet, eyes glossy from the thought that maybe you didn’t want her that way, or worse, that you preferred real humans instead of her.

Just as she was about to shift back into her animal form, crawl to her dog bed, and stare at the wall for the rest of the day, you spoke.

“Get on the bed, Megan.”

Her ears shot up at your words, eyes going wide in surprise. Did you really just say that? Her ears twitched slightly, her cheeks flushing red. Her tail, which had been drooping, started to wag again.

The wagging got faster as excitement took over, her eyes shining bright, and a huge, eager smile spread across her face like you’d just given her the world.

She jumped up so quickly she almost tripped, but she caught herself and crawled toward the center of the bed, sitting down with her legs spread wide.

You swallowed hard, feeling your body react to the sight of her growing bulge.

‘Wow… she wanted this that much, huh?’

You got up and stood over her, looking her up and down before speaking again, though you couldn’t stop your fingers from twitching at the thought of touching her.

“Take your clothes off.”

Without hesitation, Megan started undressing. She pulled your shirt off over her shoulders, tossed it aside, and wiggled just enough to get your sweatpants off. Then she removed the boxers you’d gotten her, revealing her cock fully to you.

And damn, it looked like a prize just waiting to be touched. You remembered seeing a little of it when you helped her bathe before, but now it was fully on display, and bigger than you had expected. You hadn’t looked back then out of respect, but now… well, now it was hard to look away.

While she gazed at you eagerly, even tilting her head to the side as if awaiting your next command, it was your turn to undress. You unbuttoned your silk pajama top and slid off your pajama shorts, with the lace panties coming along.

The sight caused Megan to almost salivate. She wasn't even trying to hide it, with her cock twitching and her mind thinking that she could pleasure herself just by seeing you like this. Her hands twitched, desperately wanting to touch you now.

And you were aware of that, weren't you? Because her pupils were dilated, her cheeks were flushed, and she was waiting for the moment to pounce. But you also knew she wouldn't do that unless you gave her permission.

She’s such a good girl.

So obedient that you began giving her what she desired, crawling towards her and standing on your knees while positioning yourself on top of her lap.

Your clit brushed against her tip, and you couldn't help the subtle whimper that escaped your lips. She subtly whined from the feeling, already wanting to thrust her hips up so she could enter you and breed you right then.

You grabbed her chin with two fingers and lifted her head upwards because you noticed her staring at your breasts. What a damn pervert. You parted Megan's lips, guiding her, and then began kissing her. You kissed her gently at first, moving your lips gently enough to feel her lower lip quiver with need, the sensation electrifying her senses.

But the kiss didn't stay soft for long, because Megan took control of your mouth, exploring it with her eager tongue that made you squeak in surprise and surrender to the sensation, wrapping your arms around her.

Her big hands trembled slightly before resting on both sides of your waist. She was still struggling to control herself. The kiss, however, was already making you wet, and it made her tip twitch slightly from the damp sensation.

The feeling was so intense and made her so much more eager for you that she thrusted her hips upward, making you gasp softly as her tip poked your entrance, threatening to enter inside. You had to break the kiss to give her a soft, scolding look.

“Don’t do that, Megan.”

Your tone made her shiver, and she wrapped her waist around you entirely, a pleading look in her face.

Gosh, she looked so damn needy.

“‘m sorry mommy, won’t do it again,” she stammered, leaning forward to try and reclaim what was lost, which was your lips, but you placed a finger on her lips that made her whine softly in disappointment.

With your eyes hooded, you kept her gaze on you and gave her another command, using your other hand to lift her hand and place it on your breast. Her breath caught, and her tail slowed down in its wagging.

“I want you to touch me now,” you said, “can you do that?”

“Yes, yes,” the words spilled out of her lips messily with desperate nods, squeezing the same breast that you bit your lip to stifle a sound.

Her other hand unwrapped itself around your waist and began wandering around your body as if wanting to feel every inch of you, squeezing your ass, pinching your nipple, and starting to roam her lips around your skin messily again with soft sucks and nibbles until her lips landed on your chest.

Your breathing was heavy now, gaze filled with anticipation. She parted her lips and took your nipple into her mouth, sucking like a puppy wanting its mother's milk and swirling her tongue around the bud, which made you throw your head back, gasp in ecstasy, and press the back of your hand against your shaky lips.

“Mmmh- just like that, Megan,” you breathed, caressing her hair even as your fingers were a bit shaky as well, murmuring soft praises, “you’re such a good girl for me, aren't you?”

Your compliments made her ears flush red, and you noticed immediately. She adored being praised by you, so much that precum had already leaked from her tip, her ears flicking lightly. A soft, broken sound escaped from her throat, her tail thumping against the mattress with no rhythm at all.

She looked completely overwhelmed, eyes wide open, breathing uneven, hands awkwardly resting on you like she wasn’t sure where she was allowed to touch. She let go of your nipple with a soft pop, though a faint trace of saliva still clung to it.

“Y-yeah,” she breathed, nodding too quickly. “am good… wanna be good for you.”

It was almost painfully sincere. You could feel how tense she was under you, holding back by instinct alone. She waited, watching your face for permission like it mattered more than anything else in the world.

Megan could barely keep herself together now. You were far too tempting; after all those months of wanting to make herself completely yours, she already longed to feel you inside her.

Her breaths were shallow and uneven, chest rising too quickly, eyes fixed on you as if blinking might make everything vanish. Even the slightest movement from you drew a broken, soft, and needy sound from her lips.

“Please,” she whispered again, her voice cracking this time. “Please… I’ll be more than good. I promise I will. I just- I need you to…”

Her mind scrambled for words. She hadn’t learned all the right ones yet, and you hadn’t taught her the dirty words.

Luckily, you understood perfectly. With a satisfied smile, you drawled, “Well… since you’ve been patient enough, I guess I’ll give you what you want, yeah?”

She nodded eagerly again, staring at your hips as they moved slightly, watching you position yourself until you finally sank inside her.

The sensation made both of you gasp sharply, her hips moving instinctively while you threw your head back, lips parted. Megan grabbed your thighs, hands trembling, like she needed permission just to exist in the moment. Her eyes went wide and unfocused, mouth open as a broken sound tore from her chest.

She filled you up so completely that tears blurred your vision, while she couldn’t think of anything except the warmth of your body inside her. Your body shook with need as you began to ride her, rolling your hips fully, taking everything you could.

Megan made pathetic whines and moans while you gasped and repeated her name over and over. Her tail wagged at the sound of you saying her name so much, and she leaned into your neck, biting the side of it to ground herself.

You let out a sharp intake of breath as the sudden pain caught you off guard. “Don’t bite, Megan…” you barely managed to say, distracted by her cock moving in and out of you, though you scolded lightly. “Bad girl.”

She flinched at being called a bad girl after you had just praised her earlier. Her eyes filled with tears all at once, surprising you in the middle of your rhythm, and now she was… crying?

She sobbed softly, sniffing helplessly as your scolding hit her. She pulled you closer, licking the bite mark over and over, trying to soothe it and ease your anger so you wouldn’t stay mad at her.

“Sorry, mommy, so sorry…” she choked out between her sobs, her voice cracking. “Please don’t stop, please please…”

You clenched your jaw, struck by how desperate she was acting. So devoted and helpless for you that even a single scolding could make her cry. It drove you to push her further, increasing your movements as you rode her harder, making her gasp and let out soft cries, then moan repeatedly while visibly trembling.

“Fuck, Megan…” you gasped, eyes stinging with your own tears from the mix of pain and pleasure. You rode out your orgasm, and you could tell she was close by how her cock twitched inside you.

You slid your hands into the strands of her hair behind her head, tugging her close and pulling her in for another deep kiss. She moaned into it, full of need.

Gaining confidence, she began to thrust her hips forward, causing you to lean back until you were lying flat on your back. Her hands never left your body, caressing every inch as she started moving herself.

Megan moved so clumsily and sloppily, showing her lack of experience and how overwhelmed she was by the pleasure. She didn’t stop kissing you until you pulled away slightly, and she just buried her head in the crook of your neck, letting out a soft whine while she thrust faster and harder.

“Feels- feels so good,” she babbled, words stumbling over each other. Her grip tightened, fingers digging into your skin as if afraid to let go. Her tail thrashed wildly, completely out of control. “Need to c-cum…”

You clenched around her cock, yourself on the edge of release as well. Drops of her cum began leaking inside you, and when you grabbed one of her ears and tugged it down, she moaned loudly, hips bucking against you as she filled you completely with her orgasm.

For a moment, both of you panted heavily, sweat slicked over your bodies as you tried to recover. Your hands instinctively pressed against her shoulders, realizing the weight of what just happened.

Soon, you could be having children with those same doe eyes, those soft ears with a tail that seemed to have its own mind…all because of this one night.

Thinking it was over, you weakly tried to push her off, but Megan just hugged you tighter, nuzzling her head into your neck again. The soft fur of her ears tickled your skin, making your heart skip a beat.

“Still want more…” she pouted, then pulled back just enough to rest her face between your breasts, looking up with those innocent puppy eyes.

How could she look so pure and innocent after fucking you hard and boldly claiming she wanted to mate with you? The irony almost made you laugh.

Then her voice softened, full of hope. “Please? I still feel empty, like you’ll take it away if we stop...”

At the moment before you could even form an answer, you felt her cock, still buried deep inside you, harden again and pressing fully against you.

[bellethedawg]

WOOF WOOF

I want a pt.2….

[bellethedawg]

Wet Dreams

Summary - Sophia wakes up from a wet dream, needing you, and decides to take action.

Warnings - Established relationship!, Somnophilia, G!P Sophia. Praise, Unprotected sex (don't recommend), P in V

WC - 1400+

A/N - Hey, been a while but I stay crashing out sooo.. Enjoy!!

“Fuckkk” Sophia grunts as she pounds into you. All you could do was whine at the sensation and position she has you in. You’re on your back, she’s holding your legs in the air for you, while ruthlessly pounding inside of you. She was close.

Sophia woke up next to you. You were deep asleep, it was about two in the morning when she woke up sweaty and out of breath, looking over at you peacefully sleeping, then down to her problem. She was hard.

Sophia debated what to do for a moment, jerking off, ignoring it, waking you up. She really didn’t want to wake you up, sleeping beside her so peacefully. She moved her hand down, slowly stroking herself and picturing it was you. It wasn’t enough.

After looking back at you, she had an idea. Sophia slid off her pants and moved to lay on her side, with her arm draped across your half-naked body. She moved closer, thankfully for Sophia, you only wore a big tee and panties to sleep. Her length connecting with your bare thigh, only rubbing her tip across your warm skin.

The feeling of her precum spreading across your thigh made her let out a soft whimper, Sophia was starting to get lost in pleasure.

Sophia started sliding her tip between your thighs and groaned. She wanted to pull your panties to the side and stick it in, she imagined how warm and wet you’d be around her.

Her precum was coating the back of your panties as she rubs herself along you, moaning at your warm and soft skin.

“Fuck— Baby please wake up” She pleaded as she started fucking your thighs. Slick coated between your warm thighs, making it easier for her to slip between them, groaning in pleasure.

Sophia pressed her backside to you, gripping onto you and whining in your ear. “Baby pleasee.” You only stirred in her arms as Sophia was twitching, getting lost in pleasure, praying you’ll wake soon.

When you finally did, feeling a growing heat and wetness between your legs, you only stretched into Sophia, who was humping you from behind.

“You need something” You said tiredly. Sophia groaned and started moving faster.

“Please baby— Need youuuu” She whined in your ear. Her cock was leaking between you, pooling down your thighs.

“Yeah, I can tell” You tease as you start moving your hips against her, your slick beginning to mix with hers.

“Fuck- don’t tease” She whined again, her hands grabbing at your hips, pulling herself harder against you.

“What do you need baby?” You ask, sounding almost uninterested but heat was pooling at your stomach.

“Inside— Fuck” She groaned, her head was spinning as she continued humping your legs.

“Just put it inside already” You insisted, growing impatient. Sophia started pulling your panties down so fast making the thin fabric tear. “Sophia what the fu-“ You started to scold her before getting cut off by Sophia bottoming out in you, both of you letting out a hard groan. Your walls fluttering around her as Sophia felt herself coming already.

She whined loudly as her cum spilt inside you, painting your walls a hot, white mess. “Oh fuck-“ she groaned in your ear, steadying herself, still hard inside you.

“Really?” You groan, feeling a sticky mess leaking out of you now.

“Sorry baby” She says out of breath, slowly grinding her hips back against you. The feeling of her dick rubbing against your sticky walls makes you groan in pleasure, slowly rocking your hips with her.

Sophia pulls out, moving you over to roll on top of you, immediately pushing her cock back into you with a soft whine. “You’re perfect” she whined before moving her hips at a slow pace and moving down to kiss you.

The kiss is heated, Sophia’s moaning into your mouth while pounding harder into you, keeping the same pace. “My girl” she whines.

“Faster Fia” You plea, Sophia pounding that spongy spot inside you was pushing you closer to your edge. Her hips start rutting into you, with a soft whine. Sophia was getting lost in her high again.

The overwhelming heat pulsed through you, making your legs shake and whine loudly. Sophia could feel you pulsing around you, only pushing her past her edge. She came inside you again, cum pushing out around her cock as she continues to thrust into you.

As you both start to calm down, Sophia collapses on top of you, breathing heavy in your ear with her cock still half hard inside you.

“Thank you” She mumbled in your ear.

“Of course, baby, let’s go clean up.”

[bellethedawg]

Any other smut authors stop writing to touch themselves bc..